{ Splatoon } My Colorful Life

Much, Much Later

{Isabelle's POV}
"I bet it was the maid who murdered him!" I theorized. Me and Nathan were watching a murder mystery movie together, and whoever guesses who the murderer was got the dinner leftovers. "Pffft! It was obviously his sister. She's CRAZY jealous of him." I rolled my eyes and kept watching the movie. "Mia... Why would you kill him!? YOU MONSTER!" Nathan almost flipped over the coffee table and yelled! "WOOOOO! I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT! Hand over the leftovers!" I reluctantly handed him the box of leftover food. "Here's your trophy." Nathan and I kept watching the movie until midnight, when my mom came home. "I'm home, Isabelle." She said. "Hi, mom," I replied. Nathan said, "Hello, Mrs. Blackfisk." My mom said, "Oh. Hello, Nathan. What brings you here so late?" Nathan picked up the leftovers and sat up. "I was just about to leave. Nice to see you." Mom replied with, "Good night, Nathan." After he left, my mom looked at me and whispered, "I hate to ruin your fun, but I think you should go to bed. That way you aren't late tomorrow." I nodded and headed upstairs.
It was 12:56 a.m. and I couldn't sleep. Why did Nathan stop by so late just then? Is he still concerned about me? I'm doing just fine. I looked over at my Splattershot, which was leaning against my bedroom wall. I thought of all the happy memories that Splattershot was involved in, and before I knew it I was asleep.

{Nathan's POV}
"I popped by because I couldn't stand to see Isabelle so sad, OK?" I said to my dad. "Still, you should have told us you were going out! We were worried sick!" My dad yelled. My mom ran over to my dad and said, "Calm down, Harvey. He was trying to cheer up his friend. What's wrong with that?" My dad angrily replied, "Hannah, he could have gotten lost. Or squidnapped, for all we know! It's too dangerous to do that!" I couldn't watch my parents fight anymore. I ran up to my room and faceplanted onto my bed. "So my dad gets angry at me for cheering up a friend. Like he would know. He has no friends, heh heh." I have to admit, that was pretty mean, but he deserved it. I looked over at my alarm clock. 12:56 a.m... It's too late to deal with this today. I just fell asleep right where I was.